The War in Heaven

I recently saw the latest Star Wars movie and was amazed at the effect it had upon me. The storyline seemed almost too real, and I am still having dreams that seem somehow associated with it. I remember reading something about ‘wars in heaven’ and wonder if there is some truth associated with the movie after all?

Truth, as they say, is indeed stranger than fiction. The imagination behind this fictionalized saga is a creative one and the writer(s) collaborated with past, present and future memory modules to create a movie that seems as if it could have been inspired by historical events, but was it? Those who have grown into adulthood during wartime have a different perspective on life than those who have not. Likewise, those whose memories include wars that took place upon other worlds are still affected by them. The possibility that such memories exist in the present seems remote, but the mind has many places in which to store non-linear modules, and when associative correlations such as these are drawn, the mind makes little distinction between then and now, or reality versus illusion.

In some ways, the memories triggered by this fictionalized account are more real than the real wars that currently plague this planet. There is no doubt that man’s injustice to man is severe, but for the most part it is also remote. The evening news that describes the latest battle is neither personal nor impersonal, and you are either for war or against it. Many believe that things seem to have gotten a little out of hand, but that a solid turn-around in leadership will once again restore the balance between nations. By contrast, the ‘heavenly wars’ lasted so long that very few could remember a time when peace had ever existed.

Long ago, and longer than that, a great war did occupy many of the worlds that belong to both history and the heavens. Relatively speaking, the earth is a very small world in a remote corner of an average sized universe. The earth was very young then and the resources it would one day yield were still a mystery, therefore this telling is from a time even before here. The oldest of earth’s inhabitants were brought here, or were dumped, more likely. Some literally ‘fell’ to the earth, but that was near the end and we are only now at the beginning. To make this telling accurate my sentience must borrow from that which is older, a fine exercise for the channel and for my own being as well.

Many of the myths and legends regarding the constellations in the night sky began long ago as stories told by those who traveled the galaxies. These travelers of various trades had the opportunity to meet beings from many different worlds. As such they learned a variety of languages and customs as well as what was most useful about each of the worlds they visited. From such a description one might surmise that they were ambassadors of some kind, but that would be misleading. They were what you would call the common man, traveling merchants, teachers, voyagers and wanderers. They were among the first to express concern over a minor skirmish that had begun between those who were neither allies nor enemies.

Just as today there is interest in the resources of the Middle East, substantial interest existed in a resource that can best be described as a passageway from and between the stars that number Orion’s belt to other places in the universe. This small, but convenient stargate was no more than a shortcut through space and time; in terms of convenience it could be likened to the Panama Canal. This shortcut is still in existence today though it is no longer in use having been sealed at the conclusion of the Great War. The initial incident would not even have made the front page of your newspapers and was no more than a curiosity of public interest for those who witnessed it. No one took the event seriously, because for the most part, peace had existed in almost every sector of almost every galaxy for a long time. In fact, there were not even any laws governing access to this or any stargate. The stargates belonged to everyone then, much as your highways do today. There were customs and courtesies to be sure, but there was no penalty for ignoring them, so how did such a small event come to be known as the Great War for control of the Heavens?

Each who was involved in the original scuffle wanted the same thing, to exert a small amount of control over the stargate by which they might benefit a small profit. But it so happened that one of the participants had a distant relative who was a minor (junior) member of the governing council on a nearby world. Minor in more ways than one, this junior council member aspired to a grander lifestyle. In the recesses of his mind memories of warrior-like beings from another race and time existed side by side with his current reality. He could not explain his dreams any more than he could explain the longing for greatness that captivated him at odd and inappropriate moments. He rarely, if ever spoke of them, but they were as real to him as anything else. Truth be told, he could easily have gone unnoticed in the background of the council room, or even remained in his study chamber for his entire term for he was not a likeable chap, but history records it otherwise. There have always been those who hunger for power and control for its own sake, and no imagination can fathom how much power or control is enough to satisfy such an appetite. If awareness over a minor scuffle such as this had not fallen upon the ears of the hungry, history might have rewritten itself. Alas, that it was not so.

Meanwhile, waves of energetic discord continued to settle over the stargate and even the least sensitive among travelers knew that something was amiss. Some travelers began to choose an alternate transport site or better yet a further destination, but due to the all too immediate convenience of this stargate, most did not. It did not take long for the distorted waves of energy to make their way to the nearby world where the council already sat in session. There was no past matter such as this to draw upon for precedent and the council had no official standing in the affairs of other worlds. Still, the decision to intercede seemed such a small one and the benefits to all concerned were many. As they were nearest to the situation they took on the subject at hand, laying all other agenda aside.

The council quickly arranged a visit to the stargate so that it could settle things firsthand and with no delay. While there they discovered a significant increase in the movement and trade of commodities and resources from many worlds. Astounded, they saw no less than the wealth of kings and conquerors exchanging hands and moving along corridors of time and space on their way to the next destination where they would once more be exchanged for a cargo more precious than the last. The council debated a course of action that would suit most, if not all, who had become disgruntled, as the process had slowed considerably. Some inroads were made as the council negotiated first as agents for one side and then on behalf of the other. The council was also interested in settling and dispersing the discordant energies that by now had spread even further. Like a fine mist of pollution, discord was beginning to alter the web of harmony that had existed unhindered for so long.

Unfortunately, even the members most noted for their unbiased fairness began to fall under the spell of the possibility of riches in heretofore unimagined quantities. It was not long before the council stood as a divided house as to the best course of action. Bias captivated their words and deeds, and their very leadership became tainted with greed. The more obscure their minds became, the denser and more polluted the resources and the riches, too. The light was shrinking back; mistrust and misdeeds were forging their way forward. Imagine a simple and timeless game come to life, many play it still today: A magic wand is waved and you are instantly transported in time to where you can purchase property for pennies on the dollar compared to its current worth; substitute gold, precious stones, inventions or even ownership rights to certain objects, do you recall the game? Such was the situation at this minor stargate, whose fame was growing as fast as the fortunes that past through it, multiplying between one breath and the next.

As the events at the stargate continued to unfold, the visions and dreams that haunted our junior council member came more often, becoming more real and more violent as the days progressed. Severe headaches accompanied visions of strange beings invading and plundering defenseless worlds, controlling and redirecting their resources and their livelihood. While his visions were on the calmer side, his dreams often concluded with the destruction and annihilation of entire worlds reduced to cosmic dust by weapons so powerful he could hardly imagine existed. Try as he might, he could not dismiss these images or even lessen their frequency or severity. The illusion of dream was beginning to overtake his reality. Daily he attended to the tasks set before him as a council member in training and nightly he succumbed to another reality altogether. As you might imagine, this was taking quite a toll on both his physical and mental stature. He looked awful and felt worse, but when asked, he attributed his discomfort to the same energetic waves of discord that were manifesting in different and unique ways within the various life forms that passed through the stargate.

At one point it seemed that negotiations had turned the corner and were nearing success, with all interested parties gaining something and losing something in the spirit of peace and commerce, but in some obscure moment between light and dark all gave way once again. No one knew exactly how, why or when the process unraveled, just that it had, and discord once again prevailed. Some whispered that negotiations had stalled once again, while others lost interest in the debate altogether. With unfortunate timing, a virus was brought through the stargate, and though it could have been easily contained, instead it spread very quickly among many. Immunity to most viruses had not been necessary given the harmony that until then had most often prevailed; no one could have imagined just how quickly it spread. As if the virus was not bad enough, the fear of contracting it was worse. Those who could make arrangements to leave the area payed handsomely for the privilege. Shuttles and transports of all kinds set out in all directions taking the virus with them to other destinations before the word “quarantine” could be uttered. Rumors of the debacle at the stargate now traveled near and far, accompanied by a virus than replicated itself and then mutated in severity depending upon the vibration and the density of its recipient.

Our council member, overcome with viral symptoms, fell into a delirium from he could not be wakened. He no longer belonged to this world, but fell captive to the one that now claimed ownership of his mind while tolerating the demands of his quickly deteriorating body. At one point a wormhole of consciousness opened within him and he found himself transported through time and space unable to gain control of his own being or even to assess his position within the cosmos. Eventually, with what awareness remained, he found himself upon a world much like the images that had been haunting him for so long. As light turned to darkness he felt himself consumed by a power he could not begin to describe. Dissolving into fear he lost himself forever and a day, surrendering to the vibration that had preyed upon him and the weaknesses that had governed him. A vibration with an insatiable appetite for power and greed devoured most of his energy and then pursued the remnants of his signature to its point of origin – the Orion stargate.

Those who have told this tale more often than my sentience has, say that upon this day and within this place, the dark met the light and there consumed it, but that is not altogether true. Following its hunger to the stargate, the ravenous and dark vibration found what it still hungered for. The rapacious survive by eating live prey, and this predator fed with voracity on avarice, and then indulged itself first on selfishness and then on cupidity. The darkness had not felt so much at home in a very long time. It set about ordering things to its liking, creating a hierarchy that fed the dark by feeding others their own desires, thereby feeding itself. Only an artificial hierarchy of sorts remained at the stargate, whose control shifted in authority as quickly as the unscrupulous means by which interested parties curried favor with those who seemed to be on a higher rung on the ladder to hell.

Although a world war is nothing to scoff at, a war of many worlds is altogether worse and its memory can bring no solace to those who endured it for eons of time. No world was safe from the invading force of darkness, and no being unique enough to stave off an onslaught for very long. Rebellions were many, but their successes were too few and too far between. In order to win over the darkness, one had to think like the darkness, and in order to think like the darkness one had to embody it thereby becoming the darkness. Getting there was not difficult, but turning back was near impossible and few returned in any condition to be of use to those that remained. This symbology is all too clear in the motion picture that has inspired this topic. Every family suffered at least one loss and multiple losses that spanned generations were all too common. For a generation or two, families attempted to control the rate at which children were born so as not to sacrifice them to a future whose worth could not be determined. But these old-fashioned strategies only served to advance the technologies that supported stealth weaponry. It would seem that history recalls and repeats itself all too easily.

Those whose minds were most expanded and those whose hearts were most open were kept far apart from one another so that their combined vibration would not draw untoward attention upon them or those who cared for them at great personal peril. The film, whose title we have borrowed, drew upon this concept allegorically by separating twins and placing them in safekeeping. How does one destroy that which only lives to destroy without being destroyed in the process? Only the answer to that question could restore hope to the helpless. In the Star Wars saga a sage transcoded a message in order to inspire a soul of high vibration to become a hero, but that is the Hollywood version. The Bible has its own set of heroes designed to inspire the mighty and the meek. Its stories also belong to both sages and fools, who perhaps better than most, understand the true meaning of metaphor. The War in Heaven had many heroes and many who read these words are numbered among them. One day records that confirm these words will be found, but for now it is just as well that they are not, for who could do them justice? A true hero is not a sacrificial lamb or a martyr, but an adventurer. A hero is not a soldier of the sword, but a warrior of justice. A hero does not always know right from wrong, but sees light more brightly than he sees dark.

Just as the darkness had appeared one day as if from nowhere, a light that had traveled a very great distance now did the very same. The light was not nearly as bright as has been described by those who tell the tale. Upon first arriving it could not have offered more than a lantern’s spectrum upon an evening campsite. But for those who anticipated its arrival and were rewarded by its vibration, it was as if night had suddenly turned to day. What brought the light? No one can know exactly where cause begins and effect ends, or vice-versa. It is enough to know that duality existed then as it does now. The great cycles have a timing of their own, born from the same divinity that births both light and dark in equal measure without preference. Such forces exist beyond the reasoning mind, and beyond the system that numbers and orders the stars in sacred fashion. These forces exist for the same reasons that you do, they are aspects of Source/All That Is -- at once father, mother, companion, and Unknowable.

The light that arrived was not God anymore than the dark that had prevailed was its opposite, but those who had long awaited a miracle chose to see it as such, and myths and legends are born of moments such as these. The light did not battle the dark as is commonly believed; this is the result of a poor translation. The light overcame the dark because its vibration was upheld by the cycles of frequency that had drawn the light in the first place. The light, as described by those who retold the stories, was said to have cut through the dark, adding further testimony to the theory of battles and heavenly swords. There were battles for control, but these were not the centerpiece of what truly took place. The light assisted those of expanded mind and open heart in coming together without fear, the very thing that had kept them isolated and separate from one other.

The stargate was reopened in due time, but the energies that had almost succeeded in pulling it apart had left it weak, unstable and unpredictable. A quarantine of the entire quadrant seemed a predictable requirement given all that had transpired. One interesting anomaly is worth noting: The stargate, in its unstable condition, was producing anomalies and abnormalities in almost all those who participated with it in any way, with one exception – the handicapped of mind or body were unaffected! The stargate, in its limited awareness, recognized its own organic resonance. In other words, the stargate’s consciousness recognized the consciousness of those who were like it. Like attracts like, it is a Universal Law. Long before humanity made exception for the handicapped, a stargate did! History does not always repeat itself, but it does duplicate itself. What might the implications of such duplication be today? Look closely at those you call the Indigo and the Crystalline. Can you begin to see them attracting each other? Look for evolution to be much swifter now and change to be more pronounced.

Of necessity, the balance of this story will be told in two parts. Although time is not short, when words become lengthy they satisfy less rather than more. This story is an important one. Not only does it tell of the past, but also it is your future history retold in the present. If the future is retold, it can be altered and redistributed through different channels or timelines. Imagine that you become aware of two parallel realities: In one reality the two parallels never merge and never touch, but in the other reality they do! Understanding your past and your future in your present allows you to navigate reality potentials. Was this not the course taken in the motion picture narrative? Two realities went in different directions in search of a new revelation of truth, which is exactly what is taking place upon the earth now, do you see? The dark and the light are two parallels that are seen as separate realities with different agendas by most, but are they? Per chance allow yourselves to ponder such possibilities until next we meet between the pages, wherein answers will follow. One caution: answers tend to lead to the postulation of more questions . . . ah, but such are the labor pains that birth knowledge that it may grow into wisdom!

Our story, your story, has thus far concerned itself with a small and remote stargate that temporarily found itself the focus of an entire galaxy. Like a small town that it not equipped to handle national rather than local exposure, those who made their home near the stargate wished only that things would be as they once were. While some crave the limelight others are happiest in anonymity and obscurity, not because they do not warrant the former, but because they see it as less suitable where growth is concerned. But this was not to be, and the past was already hurrying past the present on its way to a future that no one could have then imagined.

The wounded stargate continued to heal. A stargate is not like a bus depot or a departure gate at an airport. It is an organic, semi-conscious and purposeful coordination of energy. Within its own arrangement of particlized light it is just as alive as you are, the differences being that it has no individual agenda and its evolution depends upon its environment as well as the environments of all other stargates. If stargates were to be classified as they are on earth, they would belong to one of the kingdoms whose laws are governed by nature and nature’s elements.

Nothing stands still and regardless of how time is measured, change continues to reveal itself. The earth (my physical body) notwithstanding continued to evolve into the peaceful, pristine-like environment that has been described in great detail elsewhere, thus requiring fewer words here. My sentience was only vaguely aware of a disturbance of great proportion elsewhere. A developing planetary sentience has enough on its plate, so to speak, without looking elsewhere for opportunities that involve it. While this may seem less than expansive, by what necessity would my sentience now involve itself with a disturbance upon Mars, for instance, when my prime directive is that which is of earthly concern? Still, a growing sense of unease began to permeate the evolving kingdoms of the earth, leaving behind a residue that still exists today -- an energetic fingerprint as if first dipped in blood to ensure its permanence.

The earth was even then preparing to receive life forms. So that the ongoing debate may be temporarily abated, it would be appropriate to note that some, but not all life forms are and were indigenous to the earth. This holds true for almost every world, especially those whose environments invite both diversity and longevity of elements, which in turn invite variety to become form. The Human form is the most mutable of all. It is a combination of both the created and the creative in each world, nature and nurture, as it were. Thus humankind on one world, while immediately distinguishable as such, may be unique and different than humankind elsewhere depending upon the direction evolution takes. In any case, the earth had evolved sufficiently and had become stable enough in its environmental structure so that it prepared to receive adaptable life from elsewhere.

Contrary to popular conjecture the earth did not belong to anyone then. Explorers, scholars, pirates and kings had certainly made their presence known, but no one had yet dared to lay claim and therefore responsibility for the earth. It was a delicate time, universally speaking, and one that seemed to threaten the very fabric of evolution. Those that guide the evolution of worlds thought the earth an ideal next place for those weary from war, but still hopeful for peace. These far-seeing Lords of Light envisioned a paradise-like setting in which the spiritually starved might regenerate their divine will. The Lords of Light accelerated certain principles upon the earth, which in turn rebalanced and restructured its elemental nature. The effect was both stunning and far-reaching.

This jewel-like effect quickly lost its luster as the weary and the injured began to arrive. In those early days the earth was no more than a planetary hospital for the unconscious and the shell-shocked, many of whom had never occupied a human-like body. Strangely enough, it was the fragile stargate that seemed to decide who or what could be transported to the earth, allowing some easy access while denying others altogether. Lest you think this a form of discrimination, a natural stargate is incapable of such and can only match energy like for like, based upon the universal laws that govern such things. More often than not those who arrived were true refugees, almost unrecognizable were it not for their soul’s undeniable resilience. All were gladly received regardless of origin, condition or opinion. The earth was then as it is now, an unconditional planet of love and healing, albeit harsh from time to time in its third dimensional methodology. So be it, such have been the co-creative choices made by earth’s custodians.

The stargate, already unstable and under quarantine, began to deteriorate even more, making it near impossible to traverse it safely. A stargate, like a supernova, is both the past and the future of something wonderful. The day the stargate finally collapsed was a day to be remembered in cosmic history. The remnants of its presence still dot the heavens, and while it would be inappropriate to rename such residues as heroic, those who remember such times recognize them as a beacon of hope. It seems that our story should be near its end, and yet it is only beginning.

As souls began to arrive they “fell” into different densities of experience. Most fell into the astral plane for their frequency would go no further. Clouded in thought and murky in feeling, they searched for an identity that would allow them to go elsewhere, compounding the problem further. A soul has no real need of identity, as its presence is more than sufficient. The need for identity comes from the need to identify with something or someone, both of which seem to exist outside rather than inside. The search for anything without will eventually lead within, because to search without is to acknowledge that something or someone greater than you exists there, which is the acceptance of separation – like the journey through the labyrinth, however beautiful or intricate its pattern, one must return to its point of origin thereby gaining both clarity and release.

The causal plane received those whose awareness and presence was intact. We could not go so far as to say that these beings had not been deeply affected by all that had transpired, but it would be fair to say that their eyes were turned inward in search of both guidance and presence. In both cases, however, these beings were more dead than alive, if indeed these metaphorical words hold meaning. These weary travelers were little more than fragments and memories, still bearing energetic shields and swords to protect them from nightmares and horrors, real or imagined. Those who speak contrary to these words were not there. If they have told you otherwise it was to spare you from your own memories, but with history now lapping at your heels, there is reason to prevent you from such revelations as would allow you to heal your past and ensure you future.

Eons of time passed, the equivalent of many hundreds of years and even thousands as they are now measured. During this time the souls, your souls, healed. How does a soul heal? Its wounds are not like those of a body. A soul heals through the Mind of God. It is returned to the Godhead, the Source of All Things Good, the place of no separation and no definition, the Timeless Tide of Oneness. These are not metaphors; they are accurate descriptions within the limitations enforced by words. You can imagine such a place because you have been within It. In fact, so powerful are the memories associated with it, that you long to return there at almost any cost. Do you believe those who find themselves in self-created hells do so forever? Nay, their release is eventually secured, and when it is they are returned to the Godhead and reminded that All Is One.

My active role as the sentience of this planet began thus. Had I known about expectations then, there might have been disappointment, but a sentience learns by discovering all that is associated with response. My sentience read the thoughts of those who slumbered in deep unconsciousness and there saw exhaustion, humiliation, and suffering. What manner of beings can these be, my sentience wondered. My sentience also marveled, for the human being and the soul that occupies it is somewhat of an engineered miracle. Perhaps it was about this time that my sentience began to perceive how to be of benefit to humankind already ensouled about the planet. It occurred to that which I am that compassion had been set aside for far too long, and that the feminine principle associated with love and compassion were already woven within the very tapestry of the earth. I began to see the perfection that had guided the Lords of Light to direct your presence here.

Already I envisioned a different day, albeit distant, and set out to create its dawn with all of the resources the earth already possessed and those that could be invited (attracted) from elsewhere. While your souls continued to slumber the earth continued to evolve into the paradise-like state you have heard described to you. The earth evolved into a garden, bejeweled in splendor and bearing the unmistakable fragrance of new life. A fragrance as sweet as this beckons life itself to come forward from its silent dwelling, and so the collective soul of humanity began to awaken. Not all who were roused from their slumber were eager for the breath of life, but consciousness is no selective and the warmth of the sun tends ripens the entire vine.

Your long sleep brought with it a forgetting of the past, making your awakening as if but another dream. You did not know who or what you were, but it did not matter, as in a dream one can assume almost any identity or none at all. You did not know where you were and this also was of little consequence. Those who guided you then assisted you in understanding that you had been on a long journey that had, in effect, dampened your ability to remember the past. These same guides implanted a new awareness within you, placing it within the very structure of your beingness (the DNA) so that a new awareness and desire might awaken within you. In your semi-shattered condition, this was more than enough explanation and you did not seek more.
With the past placed safely in semi-quarantine, a present reality complete with timeline was next established. Contrary to common day conjecture a future was not established, because the very healing of your beingness depended upon creating a viable future for humanity. Only in this way does human will begin to recognize itself as divine will. Such are the laws that govern even the Lords of Light.

The possibility of your becoming physical beings again was of great concern to those who guide the evolution of consciousness, and your experience under the force and control of others, while buried deep in your past, still existed. It is important to note that this history was not erased or taken from you. It was placed within the recesses of your consciousness such that it could only be retrieved, reawakened or activated by your own beingness, thus signaling your readiness to know. Measures and precautions were taken to protect these memories by keeping them in a quarantined state within the recesses of the mass consciousness of a now earth-based life form.

Here, they could never be forgotten or altered, while at the same time allowing plenty of time to gather the missing fragments of awareness that would one day restore humanity to full and autonomous consciousness. Even now no other being can do this for another, much to the chagrin of those who whisper or holler into the faces and souls of friends and family.

The fields of energy that surrounded your essence were very fragile then, almost as if there were no outer skin separating you from your inner self. It was therefore suggested that you remain in your bodies of light, unencumbered by the density of form. This meant that you had no protection from the environments that you experienced, because you were not separate from them, but there was nothing to fear then, which is exactly what you needed. Pristine as was the earth then, you were influenced and affected by all of the kingdoms and all of the environments. Such is how you returned to awareness -- in the embrace of kinship to all and with not an enemy to be found.

By the time your essence bodies had restored sufficiently, Pangaea, the super-continent that incorporated most of the earth’s landmass was wonderfully inhabitable. Pangaea was not the only continent, but it was the most beautiful and diverse. There were no hard and fast rules regarding evolution or reproduction then as it was still too soon. The plant kingdom was the most developed then, breathtaking in both bounty and beauty. Flowers were the size of men then, and their language was carried by their fragrance. Have you ever wondered how botanical medicines and therapies came to be? Why, the flowers themselves were your original teachers!

The next well-developed kingdom was that of animal. Strong, supple and youthful bodies all of them. There were no carnivores as yet, because the edible botanicals contained many more complex proteins then, and there were no enemies between the species either, though each seemed to prefer a habitat of their own choosing. Human bodies were not altogether physical, at least not all of the time. Without density form is closer to formlessness, do you see? Those who seek relief from excess weight take heed – release density [fear-based consciousness] and excess weight is made unmanifest, for what would hold it in place? There was no kingdom of humanity as yet; your bodies consisted of a light fabric of earthlight, fragile in appearance, but tensile and resilient. These were sensory bodies, a composite of elements that allowed you to touch and feel the physical world without becoming a part of it. These semi-luminous bodies easily dissolved when consciousness did not hold them to purpose, becoming part of the great oceans, meadows and forests. By this process everything lived within the form or occurrence of something else, a true synergy of energy and experience.

Paradise continued to greet the souls who awakened from their fitful slumber, while waves of energetic wholeness was gently infused to those who did not yet have the will to return to any form of consciousness. For those who chose it, physicality was very healing. To be “grounded” was to be receptive to the wellspring of benefits the earth offered. Pangenesis, no longer in practice today, meant that the environment influenced heredity as much as experience did. Thus, those who came into physical experience later still received a percentage of the original cellular memory as their own. Somatic cells, which affect the body separately from the mind by relating to the outer walls of the body rather than its inner organs, sent influential information regarding experience to nonphysical reproductive cells, from which experience was passed from one generation to the next. This unbreakable link between generations of experience allowed you to choose a future en masse by supporting the experience of one as that of all. The animal kingdom continues to evolve via this instinctual form of expression and all species benefit by its process. As long as purpose exists within design, extinct species could be brought back to life with less than a handful of these cells. For instance, a dinosaur could not be animated again because there is no current environment or purpose to suit it. Of course, there are exceptions . . . but that is a different subject altogether.

Somatic cells evolved into the somatic nervous system, the part of the nervous system that serves the sense organs, the muscles of the body including the muscle walls and limbs, and all voluntary muscle activity. The human body still belonged as much to the ocean as to any other element, as undefined as the tides and as constant as the currents. The memories that accompanied these bodies were obscure and distant, clandestine meetings of synaptic nerves that touched the fiber of your being without being able to transmit a message. Your somatosensory bodies began to receive sensory stimuli from impressions whose origins could not be found. These impressions formed the basis of your imagination, and from this you began to imagine your physical forms into existence as internal organs and skin began to form a reality around your experience.

Somatopleure, an aspect of embryonic tissue formed by the fusion of ectoderm and mesoderm cell layers, gave rise to inner and outer cell membranes, thus establishing your physicality upon the planet as more than desire. From this came a desire to regenerate or procreate, offering the same opportunity to other souls. An appropriate response to the question, “which came first, the chicken or the egg?” is that both were born of the same moment as desire breeds purpose. The study of Anthropology still acknowledges this ancient branch of evolution through its study and understanding of Somatology, the study of human development through variation and change in physical characteristics.

Around this time a “veil” was placed around and between the physical and the nonphysical worlds that affected the earth. This allowed you to experience linear time, birth and death, as well as the freedom to explore unique and individual experience. Your lives were long then and the physical vehicles you generated to house your soul essence was innocent and pure. There were no defects in these bodies; they were perfect because your desires were perfect. Your bodies existed because a desire to be physical existed; the desire created the body and the body sustained the desire as long as purpose existed. Being physical then did not preclude being nonphysical. In other words, you were aware and took delight in both aspects of your being. This was the original form of duality, designed to suit rather than hinder your needs.

The health of your bodies could only be described as radiant. Illness and disease was virtually nonexistent then, these came much later after several mutations in form invited invasion from without, and then much later from within. Your bodies were equipped with an immune system, but this protected rather than defended, and was rarely used. The translucent nature of your original bodies became more opaque over time, but retaining a luminescent sheen that showed you as somewhat wet in appearance. This shimmering effect was caused by an overlay of light that sheltered you from the as yet undeveloped aspects of the earth that might otherwise have been disturbing to your still developing sensory fields. Even today you are protected in this way, innocent to all but the light of All That Is. Perhaps the saying, “ignorance is bliss” is but a reference to this.

The idea of remaining upon the earth continued to comfort, and seemed more natural than anything else you could recall. The earth offered beauty, creativity, respite from the spiritual storms of the past, rejuvenation, regeneration, development of mind and body, companionship, custodial interests in other kingdoms, and an opportunity to be at peace with a sentient celestial body whose very awareness was dedicated the well-being of everything upon and within its being. Even so, there were reminders that cautioned you to remember that you were not your bodies; you simply inhabited them for a while. Your body, you were reminded, was a habiliment; the clothing associated with an earth-based body. Many times it was said, “you are on the earth and in the earth, but not of the earth, remember!” And for a long time you did. Still, the desire to have an origin and a beginning in linear time was very strong as it often is in young and evolving species.

The physical earth developed as you did. Side by side and hand in hand we expanded what we were and what we knew. Over time the earth became more physically habitable and new species appeared throughout all of the kingdoms. Most were adaptable, but some were not and perished almost as quickly as they had arrived. Adaptation and mutation were synonymous then as the earth’s topography seemed to change almost daily. This led to great variety as one species soon became two, and then three, continuing to mutate until it was but a distant cousin of the original. Today, scientific minds believe this took place over a very long period of time, but that is not so. Plant and animal species alike are making a mass exodus now. They are becoming extinct at alarming rates because it is their time to do so. They are departing as quickly as they arrived, because it is their choice to do so, and because the evolution of the earth no longer supports their presence here. No amount of blame or pointing of fingers will change this.

Your minds and bodies continued to evolve and develop even as they do today. One mind, or better put, one consciousness still guided the process, but here we must make the distinction that it was mass conscious-ness and not mass unconscious-ness (as manifests today) that sustained and animated the dynamic force within you. Consciousness is multi-layered and dimensional because it is not physical. Mass, or density, is the physical manifestation of consciousness, and as such is subject to the laws of linearity. In its nonphysical state, density is pure awareness and intention, but as physical density it can be either conscious or unconscious depending upon the active force that directs it. This important subject bears acknowledging at this time, because it was at this very juncture in time that the first great migration of beings (souls) began to divide until a second, more solid version of humanity became evident.

These observable changes reflected the desire of those who favored physicality over those that did not. The decision seemed a simple one at the time, but history has not recorded it so. A great deal of controversy still abounds, compounded by both myth and conjecture. History is broader, longer and more varied than commonly understood. A path can be drawn, but it is dimensional and circuitous. In order to make sense of it, you will have to begin at Point A, skip over B completely on your way to Point C, then double back to return to Point B, from where choices C and D will now seem obvious. Again, history is not linear, and neither is the present or the future.

The division that took place within your awareness was a natural one, born of a curiosity that existed within some, but not all. The changes that accommodated the desires of the many were accomplished rather quickly. As time is measured it took less than 500 years from start to finish! Evolution is and cannot be otherwise. Those who did not choose to be tethered to physicality or to the earth chose experiences elsewhere. Interestingly, most have returned at one time or another, but especially now when memories of past, present and potential futures ignite both passion and purpose. Many of those who seem alien to you, are but reflections of your past, here to complete their own experience by contributing to yours. Look closely and you will see the tapestry is nearly complete, the final threads bringing the smallest details to light.

This story is not a complete one, but it is enough. Draw what conclusions you will, and take care to place no blame for the world is overfull from this already. Look within and without now for your next experience and know that you will discover much more by inventing your future than by decoding your past. Humanity is once again poised to unite in consciousness by dividing in nature, a paradox in itself. A new humanity will emerge from the chaos that envelopes the world now. A time of choosing is upon the earth once more, and its effects will be far-reaching. Be still before every activity so that your movements are actions and not reactions. Allow the god-consciousness within you to be cause so that as humanity you are not the effect. An act of God is an action that involves consciousness. Consciousness is the great unifier of divine will and the great divider of human will. Choose with the higher heart and you will know no doubt.